[Closed] The Secret Garden...?

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[It's early in the morning, gray and damp, with fog settled in among the rooftops and streets of Lhant. Asbel stands on the front porch, his hair disarrayed, and stifles a yawn.]

[Without a doubt, this is one of those mornings that invites sleep, but the study's a mess, and he's put off cleaning it for a while now. Turning to go back inside and get started on the inevitable, Asbel's stopped by a soft peeping noise coming from the direction of the gardens.]

[With a glance back at the doorway, Asbel steps off onto the pathway and peers around the gloom looking for the source.]

That's...kind of weird. I'm sure I heard something.